David, Cary, and I called it an early night on Saturday because we had arranged to go shark diving on July 18th (Mandela day). We were picked up at 5:30 and driven to Gaansbai, 2 hours away. There was a terrible skipping dvd with music too loud on the way there, but once we were out on the water, all was well. We met some nice Canadian brothers doing a cross-Africa road trip.
Whale, diving.
Divemaster Steve.
It took a few hours, but we saw about 4 or 5 sharks. These things are freaking huge.
They baited them, just like in the Discovery Channel.
It was at the same spot that the sharks breach in Planet Earth.
We were the last group to get into the cage, and we had sat around for hours.
We felt like it was going to be amphibious assault.
I bought an indestructible, waterproof camera last summer.
But unfortunately there were not sharks right in front of me.
It still was a cool experience, though cold and uncomfortable.
We got unlucky. But it is like big fishing, but just with you as the bait. We were tired and headed home. They played Transforemers on the way back.
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